The waves of pleasure hadn't yet subsided, and Serena Stanton lay on his shoulder, gasping for breath.
Adrian Shaw picked her up and strode toward the master bedroom.
His hands were large and strong, capable of holding her hips.
Serena Stanton didn't know where the man was taking her.
He was bare-chested, and the irresistible warmth roasted her heart, making it beat faster.
Not until she lay flat on the soft bed did Serena realize they had reached the bedroom...
No time to think thoroughly.
Adrian Shaw leaned down, his scorching kisses traveled from her collarbone to her shoulder, then back from her shoulder to her collarbone, imprinted on her side waist and the root of her thigh. His broad hands and tender lips wandered her body, raising her temperature swiftly.
The intense heat melted soft candy, spilling sweet syrup.
Serena Stanton couldn't quite describe how it felt; she simply knew she hadn't felt this way in a long time.
